u/FondantUnusual460

Hello hello! Here's the google doc, and here's my master list!

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Synopsis: A bartender has taken an interest in your gambling skills. But even outside of the gambling den, keep your cards close to your chest, or you might find yourself laid bare… 

Word Count: 2,233

Author’s Note: Love blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

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[Casino jazz SFX] 

 

[Heeled footsteps SFX] 

 

Oh, good evening. Is there anything I can get for you tonight?

 

No alcohol tonight? I see you're taking your bets very seriously, then. Here's our mocktail menu. 

 

[Handing menu SFX] 

 

Yes, I've been watching. Well, everyone's been watching you. You gamble like no one I've seen before. A winning streak like yours is… hard to come by. 

 

How do you do it? 

 

(Laughs) Alright, keep your cards to your chest then. 

 

Do you come here often? I've only just started as a bartender here, see, so I'm yet to familiarise myself with the regulars. I'm sure I would remember a face like yours. 

 

A newbie? You? I suppose that makes sense, since people really underestimated you for the first few games you played. If you frequented this place often, I suppose you would be the player everyone makes sure to stay away from. 

 

Or, the person people want to play to try their luck. Who knows? 

 

Ah, so that's where you get your expertise from. I had my fair share of gambling during my uni days too, but they were more bets on exams, and the punishment was more often than not, doing something stupid in public, rather than losing money. 

 

Oh? You too? What university did you go to? 

 

Wow, you must have been really intelligent. Though that's no surprise, seeing your skills on the floor. What did you bet instead of money? 

 

[Clicks tongue] I knew you were the type to get high on adrenaline quickly, even if you're a surprisingly safe gambler. Did you at least win your fights? I can't imagine a pretty face like yours ever getting roughed up. 

 

I'm glad you can hold your own. Just don't beat up our customers, please. Only one of us has medical experience and I'm quite sure she's busy being smooth-talked to by another man upstairs. 

 

Fraternising with customers isn't really supposed to happen, but when you put the high of winning or losing a gamble, well-dressed people, and good wine, it's inevitable. 

 

(Laughs) Yes, our uniforms don't help either. I quite like them, they're very smart. A few years ago, apparently it was straight up bunny outfits, for both male and female staff, but I'm more partial to these suits. 

 

Yes, I'm not joking, bunny outfits. I'm actually quite sure you can see them on the mannequins on the way in. A little too revealing for such a cold place. If they have the money to upgrade to tailored suits, they can afford to splurge on central heating, don't you think? 

 

How lovely of you, sweetheart, but tipping me will not go towards central heating. It'll go to my student loans. 

 

Oh, you're ready to order? What would you like? 

 

Good taste, that's my favourite. Would you like a straw with that? 

 

Alright, one Midnight Tart Cherry mocktail coming right up! 

 

[Mocktail… making… noises? SFX???] 

 

I'm not showing off, this is how I prepare everyone's drinks. You dine at a luxurious casino, you get the best experience we can offer. 

 

Though between you and I, I am trying to impress you. 

 

(Closely, saccharine) Is it working? 

 

(Laughs) I'm glad. 

 

[Glass on table SFX] 

 

[Liquid pouring SFX] 

 

[Ice SFX] 

 

[Glass slides across the table SFX] 

 

Here's your Midnight Tart Cherry mocktail. 

 

It's good, right? I told you it was a good choice. 

 

Yes, me too, I don't make it a habit to drink on the job. 

 

You too? Drink on the job? 

 

(A little too sweetly) Sweetheart, you're not working now. 

 

(Suspicious) …Are you? 

 

(Laughs) No, no, I get it. We get so mixed up in work and our personal lives, we never get to catch a break! 

 

So, tell me a little more about you. The entire bar staff is dying to know who made one of best regulars nearly flip the table in frustration. 

 

No, no, that wasn't your fault. It was bad sportsmanship, obviously. You've made a lot of people rage quit. I hope you find it as amusing as we do, since we're so eagerly watching from the sidelines. 

 

What do I want to know, hmm? I know your name, it was being yelled a lot. It's a pretty one, too. 

 

What do you like to do? Other than, well, gambling. 

 

Oooh, I see. That's quite a nice hobby to have. 

 

No, I haven't tried it before, I'm not very good with that sort of thing. 

 

'Everything is easy with the right tutor,' huh… Is that an offer? 

 

I'll take you up on it. 

 

My turn? Gosh… I like making drinks, obviously. I host parties often, you should come to one. I'm all about making connections, and doing silly side quests with people. 

 

It's such a small world, you know. You never know who you'll walk into, and who will recognise you. So it's better to be in everyone's good books by throwing them a nice party, right? 

 

…Alright, alright, that is very typical of a law major. You got me. I got a law degree, and passed the bar. But I just… Got sidetracked by life, you know? Well, maybe you don't know. To me, you seem straight-laced, and determined. 

 

Like a person who has a degree in… mathematics? 

 

Hah! I was right! 

 

You guys work hard and play hard, and apparently, you gamble hard too. Though I suppose you both gamble and use your skills, right? 

 

Oh, I won't kiss and tell. We all use a little bit of logic in gambling sometimes, especially if we're not really doing it for the thrill. 

 

'Why else do we gamble?', indeed…

 

Money, socialising, peer pressure, getting information. All sorts, really. It depends on the person, and you can tell exactly what type of person someone is when they gamble. 

 

Like your first game? You were playing with that gentleman in the red over there, right? He underestimated you big time. He's quite a sensible gambler, but he never looks at the person, only the odds of winning. You didn't know the rules, so he explained them to you, and thought you to be an easy win, only for you to flip the script completely. 

 

It also didn't help that he was staring at you rather than his cards. I can't really blame him, though, you really dress to impress. 

 

Aww, don't blush like that, you'll make me flustered too. 

 

But you saw how he was, a person like that is a sneaky one. I wouldn't put it past a lawyer to act like that. You've heard who he is, right? He's one every single one of his cases, and he doesn't take cases he can't win. But you pulled the wool over his eyes. 

 

You were playing another table, after, right? The elderly couple are seasoned veterans, but they also knew how sharp you were. They were careful with you, but they ended up losing to the guy my coworker is snuggling up to. He's a smooth-talker, that one. I'm glad you met me before you met him, or else I would have lost you to his spell. 

 

That man, now… He plays for the thrill. He's insanely lucky, but he's also a very strategic person. He's not as skillful at maths as you are, nor is he cautious. But he can read people like a book, and charm them all the same. 

 

He played the lawyer man before you, and he acted like a complete rabbit in front of him. In front of that elderly couple, he became the type of man you would want your grandchild to marry. He's sneaky in his own way, but he doesn't get mad when you win against him. 

 

You're right. He does have a lot of money to throw around. 

 

Do you think he's old money, or new money? 

 

Mm, you have a good eye for brands. He seems to be trying to fit in with them, then. It's working though, from the looks of it. He's talking to the CEO of that one advertising company, Regalia. They did a massive deal with the perfume brand you're wearing, Kore House. 

 

Exactly, he's looking to stick his finger in their pie too. 

 

He's networking and having his fun at the same time. A businessman, from the looks of it, but not a nepo baby. He's an innovator. It's probably his own company.

 

Who? 

 

Oh, you want to know about that lady playing poker by table three? Wearing sapphire earrings, right? 

 

Well, she was cautious with you. Unlike the guy before, she wasn't reckless. But she's too cautious. You can see that she doesn't take risks at all, and her face tells me that she's only gambling as a social hobby. She's too busy talking to people to really pay attention to the game, her heart's not in it. 

 

Yes, that's why she was talking to you a lot. She wants to know who you are through your mouth, not your cards. A little naive, if you ask me. 

 

Why? Well… Pretty things like you lie so easy… Just a little smile and you think you've wiped the memory of the person you've spoken to. 

 

(laughs) I mean nothing by that, sweetheart. It only means something if you want it to. 

 

And speaking of, I haven't analysed the star of the show: you. 

 

You are a good gambler. You take risks, and you learn from your losses. You learn incredibly quickly, and I know that you can tell when someone's bluffing. That is why you've been playing games that rely on bluffs as compared to games that rely on luck alone. 

 

This isn't your first time gambling. As you've said, you've played in university. But that was a few years ago, so why are you here in a casino so suddenly? Maybe you're looking to relive some memories, but if that were the case… You would be here with your friends. 

 

Why aren't you here with your friends? 

 

…Alright. I'll keep talking then if you won't. 

 

Friends have a massive impact on us, you see. My mother told me that your friends are a snapshot into your future. And that definitely applies to you. You enjoy gambling, but you're distracted tonight. You're not drinking alcohol, you're hyperfocused on both the game and other people. You have an ulterior motive. 

 

And you see, every single person you've spoken to have something in common. 

 

They're all suspects for the Casino murder three months ago. And you know who the victim is, don't you? 

 

[Chair scrapes SFX] 

 

Sit down. You'll look even more suspicious than you already are. 

 

You and the victim went to the same university, have the same hobbies, and I've seen you on her instagram. The Kore House perfume that you wear? She gave that to you on your birthday before she was killed. 

 

Don't cry. People are watching. You know, just… 

 

[Footsteps SFX] 

 

Take my handkerchief. 

 

[Listener wipes their tears SFX] 

 

I want you to look here. Go back home. Do not come back. Stop interfering with my case, or you will blow my cover. I understand that you want to find the killer, but that's my job. This is a rabbit hole you do not wanna go down. 

 

You are a civilian, and putting yourself in this situation will get you killed. Your friend, she wouldn't like that. And, if someone tries anything here, I'll have to protect you and that would also get my cover blown.

 

You could get arrested if you continue to interfere with my investigation, and I really don't want that, because you obviously care a lot about her. 

 

I- I do want to know what you've found out. But not here. One second. 

 

Here. I've written my number on this… Ace card? Where did that come from? Anyway, you need to pick a date and time to let me know what you've found, and once you decide, call me and I'll put you through to my boss so that we can book a room to talk in.

It's not an interrogation, you aren't being charged with anything, it's just a conversation in which I ask you about the suspects you've spoken to tonight. 

 

I usually encourage people to write things down as soon as possible, since we are likely to forget things. 

 

No. No more information collecting for you tonight. Or ever. Go home. 

 

We don't need any more casualties. Would you want someone to put their life in danger for you after you get killed in the same way? With every kill, a killer gets more confident. You would be another tally to the list, another person conquered, another lesson learnt on how to evade the law. 

 

We can't let this person get any better. 

 

(Listener asks the Speaker if they'll find her killer.)

 

[Hand holding SFX] 

 

Sweetheart, I can't promise that I'll find her killer. But I can promise that I'll do my very best. 

 

Now, stay here for another thirty minutes. My shift will be finished by then, and I'll take you home myself. Alright? 

 

Yeah, I want you out of here as soon as possible, but… You shouldn't be going home alone so late at night, regardless of whether a killer is loose or not. 

 

Just wait, okay? I'll give you another drink. On the house. Think of it as a reward for being such a charming and skillful gambler. 

 

[END OF SCRIPT]

 

I miss my wife, Tails. And when I mean my wife, I mean writing about bodyguards.

Here's the google doc, my master list, and rules! The script is also below!

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Synopsis: You need to stop making things hard for your knight. It’s really taking a toll on him. Look! He’s even giving you the crazy eyes! 

Word Count: 1654

Author’s note: I think the concept of a husband who is perpetually terrified of your bullshit is a very appealing one, but then again, I have the IQ of a raccoon. 

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[Aggressive door banging SFX] 

 

[Muffled, from being the door] Your Highness? Are you in there? 

 

May I come in, please? 

 

[Door opening SFX] 

 

[Footsteps SFX]

 

Yes, I am quite alright from that… event… earlier. 

 

It was only a scratch. 

 

Oh, I am honoured that you have directed such care towards me. 

 

I request a private audience with you on the matter. Would it be possible to clear the room out? 

 

Yes, I'm glad you share my sentiment.

 

How gracious of you, Your Highness. 

 

[Multiple footsteps SFX] 

 

 

(Harshly) You. 

 

No, the throne your dumb ass is planted on. YES, YOU. 

 

If I wasn't ordered to get you not killed, take a wild guess where you would be? 

 

(Listener gives a snarky reply) 

 

…Cute, but no. You would not be in the safe house, you would be fertiliser for my garden. 

 

Sometimes, I wonder if treason would actually be better than working for you! 

 

Pay is not the issue here! You could give me the entire empire and it would still not be enough compensation for the… the foolery that I am exposed to in this place! 

 

Like what? 

 

Like… Like what? 

 

You… You-! 

 

(Tweaking out) Are you stupid? Have you been poisoned? Thrown down the steps? Has the weight of the crown compressed your skull and the brain inside of it? 

 

Just this morning, I got scratched by a raccoon that you released into the palace. What were you thinking? You know how dangerous that is, right? They carry diseases! 

 

Why did you do that? 

 

(Exasperated) …Princess. 

 

When your tutor irritates you, you should either sign up for some anger management classes, have her fired, or have her executed. 

 

Do not release a raccoon into the palace. 

 

Oh, no. 

 

No, no, no. 

 

Do not twist the narrative! It works on your father, your mother, and eeeeveryone around you, but it does NOT work on me. 

 

This is not an isolated incident. In fact, I could write a manifesto with the bullshit you've had me deal with this month alone.

 

You ran away from your own birthday banquet to get ice cream just last week. 

 

This is an action I expect from very young children, not someone of your age, by the way. 

 

I had to find you, bring you back, and make sure that no one knew you were gone. How shameful! I had to ask one of the guards to cross dress as you! 

 

Do you know how difficult it is to get a soldier into one of your dresses?

 

And on that matter! 

 

I am a Knight, not a lady-in-waiting. It is not within my duties to carry your bags when we go shopping. I cannot draw my sword if someone tries to stab you, but I'm sure it would bring you more heartache if I dropped your pretty accessories in the mud whilst trying to make sure you stay ALIVE. 

 

That was sarcasm. You were not supposed to agree- ugh. 

 

You are annoying. So annoying! 

 

The only thing I can tolerate about you is that you let me say these things without having me executed. 

 

(Sarcastically) Ohh, yes, that makes you incredibly benevolent, I should probably quit my job and start writing hymns to praise you. 

 

I-I'm not worried about your reputation because I care-! I don't- 

 

I mean… I care about you but… 

 

You make it awfully hard! And put that grin away or I'm going to chew your face off.

 

I care because- 

 

(Gently) Listen. 

 

You're… You're going to get married some day. 

 

You will not find someone, Princess, they will be assigned to you, just as I have been assigned to serve you. 

 

If this someone is a ruler, you will leave this Palace, and your support system will be gone. 

 

There will be no one to talk to, no one to deal with your musings. You will be punished for even the smallest thing, because you are a Princess, and everything you do must be perfect. 

 

That's why I- That's why I tolerate the things that you do. It's not easy to be perfect, but it is what has been asked of you since you were young. That is too much for one person to bear. 

 

But you must, because this is the title you were born with. 

 

That's why I care so much that you just make things easier for yourself. If you're upset, cry, if you're angry, uh… Do what I do and make a voodoo doll of the person you don't like and stuff sewing pins in their stomach. 

 

(…Nooooo, I just make lots of dolls that look like you for… Merchandise selling… I think… The pins are supposed to be part of the outfit. (Quickly) Don't worry about it. 

 

(Gently) But, you can't act out like this. No one will deal with you like I do. I don't mean it because you are horrible, I mean it because your marriage candidates so far are not kind people. 

 

Your father and your mother are upset about this, but they are rulers before they are parents. So I must warn you, if you act like this in other households, they will ruin you. 

 

And as much as I wish you would fall flat on your face every time you move from your throne, I don't want to see you beaten down. 

 

…A solution? 

 

Oh, finally! You're going to hire another ettiquite teacher! Maybe, you're going to- 

 

…My family? I'm the first born son, of course. Don't I seem like the first born? I'm awfully sensible, and- 

 

(Dawning realisation) …Oh nooooooooooo. Oh no no no I do not like this. 

 

I-I'm perfect as a candidate, of course I am, but I don't-! 

 

I don't think I want- 

 

I mean… 

 

You're going to BULLY ME TO DEATH if we get married, you're literally going to kill me!

 

I'm going to be a gravestone by the time our tenth anniversary rolls around! 

 

You will spite me, irritate me, and once my heart gives up, you will hunt my ghost and keep me in a jar so that I may succumb to the horrible, horrible fate of watching you do the most insane things without having the power to intervene! 

 

I- 

 

(Yearning) It does not matter what I, personally, want. 

 

I… I may… not hate a marriage with you… if you're asking. 

 

But! 

 

There will be no tomfoolery, no bizarre pranks like you usually do… On me. 

 

If I have to bring in my cousins for the wedding, I would encourage your insanity. 

 

In fact, I'd quite like to join, I hate them. They're oh so snarky and so up themselves. You would think that they would beat you with the sticks up their asses. Excuse my language. 

 

However, if we are to go through with this, you must understand that we are in a partnership. I will not take your orders. 

 

I will no longer be entrapped under the guise of amazing pay, Princess. If you piss me off, you will get an earful! 

 

…No, not like now. Do you see how you're still on your throne and not running laps around the rose garden? 

 

Exactly. That will change once we get married. 

 

You look a little disappointed. 

 

(Suggestively, but also jokingly) Did you think my punishments were more… up your alley? 

 

(Mockingly disgusted) You're a strange, perverse woman, and you are in dire need of an exorcism. 

 

…Leave me and my taste in books alone! They are not just erotica, they are an eloquent commentary on social politics and I know you read them because the head maid was seen bringing the latest volume to you.

 

…Which means we should definitely catch up on what happened in the latest volume, but I digress! 

 

I will agree to this marriage. Not because I like you, but because it would be quite amusing to marry better than my cousins. 

 

No. Really. I don't like you. 

 

How-? My ears are not red. Leave me be! 

 

Yes, I will leave. I will leave this godforsaken room and- 

 

[Listener kisses speaker SFX] 

 

Mmph! 

 

That… I didn't kiss you back… It was not because I like you, I just- 

 

[Kiss SFX]

 

Calm yourself- 

 

[Kiss SFX]

 

You need to stop being silly. I'm- I'm not going to give into your games- 

 

[Kiss SFX]

 

God! 

 

Fine, fine. I adore you. Okay? I hate you, I hate that you make me feel this way, but- If I'm making you feel the same way, then… We should do something about it, right? 

 

I- I don't care about status. I lied, okay? Who cares about what my cousins think? I'm a knight to a princess, I've won wars, I have a really, really impressive scar on my chest and I bet it's longer than their- their… equipment. 

 

(Sincerely) I want this with you. 

 

…You're not supposed to act soft with me. It- It makes this all the more embarrassing. 

 

(Softly) I would love to get engaged to you. It would make me very happy, and I would make sure that you too, would be as elated as I. 

 

You're much more docile when I'm romantic with you. Perhaps your father was right, you needed a concubine of sorts to keep you in check. Wait, no, if we are to be engaged, no concubines for you! 

 

Hmm? Yes, Princess? What is it? 

 

(Softly) Yes, I said I would do anything to make you happy, and I mean it. 

 

[Listener asks to go shopping and Speaker sighs loudly, tired of their bullshit SFX] 

 

(Calmly) No. Farewell. I have business to attend to, trainees to make cry. 

 

[Footsteps SFX] 

 

(Further away, angered but affectionate) …I am not going shopping with you, you wretched, wretched woman. When we get married, I will decorate the tables with the voodoo dolls I've made of you! 

 

(Listener says 'I love you' to Speaker) 

 

(Even further away) …Love you too! 

 

[Door closes SFX] 

 

END OF SCRIPT

Another Yandere one ;;-;; I've been in a Yandere rut recently! Here's my master list and here's my rules! Please enjoy!

Here's the google doc!

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Synopsis: After a successful collaboration with your ex-classmate, you go to their office to celebrate. What do they have in store for you? 

Word count: 1,555 

Author’s Note: Wrote this after going into psychosis watching Inventing Anna. This is one of my shorter scripts! 

[PLEASE NOTE THAT YOU ABSOLUTELY CAN CHANGE PRONOUNS! Please feel free to do so!!!] 

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[Footsteps SFX] 

 

Good evening, Miss. 

 

Thank you for meeting me at such short notice. I know it's time out of your busy schedule. 

 

Would you like some tea? 

 

Of course. Let me ping the reception for some. 

 

Have you tried Moroccan tea? It's very good, low on caffeine too. 

 

Yes, I've never liked relying on caffeine or substances to stay awake. A full night's rest is what the body requires, and so I shall listen to it when it calls.

 

Now, enough about me. How are you? 

 

Lovely. How is your business? I hear Regalia is racking in millions from the recent Kore House Campaign. I hope to work with you on more of these in the future. Our workers mesh well with each other. 

 

Yes. Even our secretaries get along. 

 

It's enjoyable in that regard, seeing our people make new connections. Our work has forged a strong connection, and in return, people will be wanting our advertising services for years to come. 

 

Of course, Kore House has lovely perfumes, but Regalia and Arden's paved their path into stardom. 

 

It's amazing what a small, start up company can become if they consult the best of the best. They're doing collaborations with luxury hotels across the board now, as you had predicted. 

 

One of which was from Morocco, and that hotel has graciously given us the tea that should be here about now.

 

But, I digress. This meeting could focus on our accomplishments. It could be a toast to what we've done. But, as much as I would like to do that once the Kore House Campaign is over, I would like to propose a deal. 

 

Yes, a deal. 

 

Ah, before I do, Arlo has brought the tea. 

 

Come in!

 

[Door opening SFX] 

 

[Footsteps SFX] 

 

[Tea cups placed on desk SFX] 

 

Thank you, that will be all. Leave us, Arlo. 

 

[Footsteps SFX]

 

[Door shuts SFX] 

 

Now, where were we? Yes, ah, the deal. 

 

I want to propose a deal with you. We have accomplished so much together. Kore is just the beginning, we could completely take over the marketing empire. We could make partnerships across the globe. 

 

We have the high-end beauty brands in the palm of our hands, but think bigger! Resturants, fashion, media services. 

 

What do you think? 

 

…The fine print? Darling, you err too far on the edge of caution. 

 

The likes of us never pay out of our own pocket! We have investments, loans, all the like. You need not worry about money when you have the connections- when you have me! 

 

I am always going to back you up. What runs between us is stronger than mutual creativity, or partnership. I feel as if I… I need to catch up to you. People are too slow for me, but you, you are just right. 

 

You understand my jokes, you understand cues, you can read between the lines. And yes, that is because you are a cautious person, but I think it's a little more than that. 

 

I think that I would like to have you by my side. Our influence on each other is highly beneficial for business. 

 

The last quarter alone, our income has almost doubled. We could rent the best hotel rooms in at least twenty countries for a whole week and it still wouldn't put a dent in our finances. 

 

Do you see what I'm trying to say here? 

 

Oh, you. You're so hung up on clarity. If you were a lawyer, I would not survive against your tenacity. 

 

What I mean is, I would like to propose that you move in with me. Indefinitely. 

 

I believe that you are beneficial to my business. And recently, you have come across a lot of media fire for deepfake bullying incident, so it would benefit us both if you remained with me in the meantime. 

 

It is for your own safety, and also, it would restore your reputation to the public if they saw you near me. I have never been placed under public scrutiny, I'm quite safe in that regard, so you shall climb your way back up, and I will gladly give you a boost. 

 

(Laughing) Alright, you've caught me red handed. There's a little more to the deal. 

 

Well, I would say that it would be in our best interest if you… tried to stay away from Regalia for a while. 

 

Oh, no, you would still be running Regalia. It would be so horrible to take your business from you! I meant that you should manage it more over the phone. 

 

This allows us to spend more quality time, and for you to recover your health. 

 

Yes, I've seen what a number Kore House has done to your sleep schedule. 

 

You're tired, and I don't want my beloved partner to be ill. So, stay with me for a little bit, and we can see how well you do for this financial quarter. How about that? 

 

I have the projections, the funds to back up any potential mishaps. All you need to do is sign. 

 

[Speaker sighs SFX] 

 

Alright, I knew you would give me a little pushback. 

 

You were a go-getter, even in business school. But you are flying to close to the sun, especially with that scandal. Don't you know how seriously your target audience takes bullying allegations? Working with risky social media stars is one thing, but when the CEO is shady…? 

 

I know, darling. I know you didn't actually do it. Someone set you up, that is proof that you are someone, something. 

 

No one ever drags a nobody down unless they've done something bad. And you make no enemies outside of business. 

 

And even then, with your prowess, they would have everything to lose if they were exposed. 

 

They're jealous of you, and if you just stay on the down low for a little while, then social media will find someone else to throw rocks at. 

 

And, it will give me additional time to conduct a thorough investigation to probe out who set you up. 

 

No, no. I wouldn't want you to stress about this little thing. I want you to focus on Regalia, and taking a break. 

 

If you want, I'll even take Regalia off of your hands for a bit. Our teams practically live with each other now, so it won't be too much of a difference. 

 

[Speaker laughs SFX] 

 

I knew you wouldn't agree to it, but yes, think about the rest of my proposal. 

 

Doesn't the appeal of staying in a new place, fresh and filled with potential inspiration, invite you in? I will personally make sure that your stay is the best it can be. I'll have someone bring you whatever you need, whenever. 

 

It's convincing, right? I know your facial expressions like it's the back of my hand. You've always lived so simply, even now that you have money, you're still so… humble. 

 

I respect that, darling, I really do, but you need to relax in the lap of luxury. Doesn't that sound like something you deserve? 

 

Here, all you need to do is sign. Take my pen. 

 

[Files handover SFX] 

 

Oh, yes, skipping the fine print is fine. That's all important legalese to strangers, but we are anything but, right? 

 

Fresh air? Why? 

 

Oh, poor thing, let me open a window for you. Come, sit on the couch instead. 

 

[Footsteps SFX - one heels, the other dress shoes/heels] 

 

[Sitting SFX] 

 

Lean your head forward a little, I'm just putting a pillow right here. There we are, relax. 

 

See? You are working too hard. Come on, just sign and I'll take care of everything. Have a little more tea, you look pale. 

 

[Speaker laughs SFX] 

 

Yes, yes, you can snoop around all you like to find out Arden's secrets. I'll even unlock all of my drawers for you so you can get all of my files. 

 

So mischevious. You weren't like this in business school. 

 

You were so straight laced. But it's so nice to see you come out of your shell. You were always smart, and I'm glad that I got to work with you. 

 

Shh, it's alright. Just relax, take the pen. 

 

Mhmm, just sign here. 

 

[Sign SFX] 

 

Well done, see? That wasn't so hard. 

 

This will be the best thing you've ever signed. I promise you. 

 

Huh? Is that so? Let me check your forehead. 

 

[Speaker gasps] 

 

You're burning up, take a nap. I'll lock my office, it's alright. 

 

Those pillows are comfy, aren't they? I also sleep here if I feel so inclined. Don't worry about anything, okay? I've got you now. 

 

Your eyelids are drooping already, angel. Night, night. 

 

[Long pause] 

 

Hello? Are you asleep? 

 

Oh, you're far gone, sweetheart. 

 

(Bitterly, to himself) I can't believe I had to get her that drugged up to sign this. 

 

(Sweetly) You're awfully cautious, doll. Any more of that drug and you could have gone into a coma. 

 

[Speaker sighs] 

 

Time for the real work. 

 

[Speaker picks up the phone SFX] 

 

Arlo, I would like the deepfake bullying scandal posts to go viral again. Leak some more information, I'll get her to my house, but she's going to push back once she's come to their senses. 

 

Yes, she's signed. I've already spoken to the legal team, the contract is sealed tight. 

 

She's not going anywhere.

[END OF SCRIPT]

You've woken up, but not really. In a dream, you find yourself face to face with the dutiful Class Rep, who seems to be a little hellbent on getting to know you. No harm in entertaining them... Right?

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Word Count: 2400

Duration: Approx 12 minutes

Speaker’s direction: This character is both insecure and unstable. Rather than just the pure obsessions that yanderes have for their darling, this Speaker is envious, and cannot separate their jealousy and insecurity from their obsession. They put the Listener down, and build them back up again in order to manipulate them. 

[Also, sorry for the weird spacing, I’ve quit google docs and started using Ellipsus, my beloved!] 

 

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(Voice fading in) 

 

Helloooo~ 

 

Wakey wakey~ 

 

There you are! You’re awake! 

  

Well, not actually awake. Spiritually awake. 

 

 

Yes, angel, it’s normal to feel drowsy. We’re in a dream, you see. 

 

It's the only way I could speak to you… Uninterrupted. 

 

You're always surrounded by your… friends, so I can't really get to you. 

 

I'm never sure why… But anyway! I just wanted to hang out with you! 

 

You're always with me during student rep meetings, but because I'm leading them, I don't really get to actually talk to you which is such a shame! 

 

I kind of wish they made you vice rep instead. You wouldn't dump a bunch of work on me like she does. It's so annoying that-

 

(The Listener panics) 

 

Oh, no please don't panic! I don't mean any harm. 

 

I promise! I just want to talk! I really do! 

 

I can't harm you here anyway! You can't feel pain in the dream world! 

 

Yes, yes, I know invading your dreams is a little invasive, I'm sorry.

 

But I was just really, really looking forward to hanging out with you to do that project last week! 

 

I didn't know everyone else was actually going to show up to the meeting! 

 

Those guys never do their work, so I thought it would be just the two of us. 

 

I just thought, since the universe didn't want us together then, they'd let us have our time now, you see? 

 

But really, I won't hurt you. Okay? 

 

That's better. I've never seen you freak out like that before, I'm sorry. 

 

(The Listener asks how the Speaker entered their dream,) 

 

Oh, if that's the part you're worried about, don't! How cute of you to worry about me! 

 

Getting into people's dreams are quite easy if you use the right tools. 

 

My mother gave me this locket, and it allows me to enter the dreams of anyone I wish! 

 

I can leave if I take the locket off, so it's not like we're stuck here forever. 

 

(The Listener asks more questions) 

 

Technically, yeah, I could have entered at any point, but you have to be careful with these things. 

 

Lucky for you, you didn't enter REM sleep yet so any weird scenario you've put yourself in wouldn't affect me. 

 

What do you usually dream about anyway? 

 

(The Listener gives a very vague reply.) 

 

[Jokingly] Oh, I see. You're trying to be mysterious with me, I knew it! 

 

[Jokingly] No, no, you hate me. I understand. 

 

I'm just kidding, I personally use a dream diary. 

 

It helps me recall dreams better and also keep track of my mental state!

 

I get a lot of strange dreams during exams.

 

(The Listener relates.) 

 

You too? 

 

I once dreamt that I was a witch and I was getting hunted… But I was wearing those weird jester shoes with bells…

 

Yeah I don't know what that was about. 

 

Anyhow, enough about me! 

 

I bought this to use on you, I want to know about you!

 

What did you do today? You look exhausted. I wish I had kept track of what you were doing today, so that I could have dreamwalked some other time. I don't want you getting sleep deprived. 

 

K-keep track as in… Uh, texted you. 

 

Speaking of, what's your number? I only have your uni email. 

 

(The Listener gives their details.) 

 

Lovely, I'll remember that. 

 

So, what did you do today? 

 

(The Listener replies.) 

 

Oooh, that sounds rough. But I know you did it well. 

 

You know, you can leave the boring admin stuff to me in the future. 

 

I mean, if you want to continue talking… Like this… I mean. 

 

I don't want you to get tired! That's all! 

 

Aww, you don't need to worry about me. I can run on very little hours of sleep, unlike you. 

 

Any plans for tomorrow? 

 

(The Listener replies.)

 

Shopping? What for? 

 

You can never have too many outfits. I liked the outfit you wore today. It was so cute! 

 

Mm, that colour suits you. But I think most things do. 

 

(Pause.)

 

You're a little quiet… 

 

Are you still mad at me? 

 

Listen, I'm sorry that I entered your dreams, but you have to understand, I know that it was weird for me to do this but… 

 

[With increasing desperation] All I want to do is talk to you, I want to be friends, or maybe more if time lets us, but your friends keep getting in the way! 

 

Life keeps getting in the way! 

 

I like your friends, trust me, I do. But they're always around you. 

 

Everyone is always around you. And you know, they used to be around me. 

 

I was the popular one before you transferred. 

 

No, I'm not mad, I understand why they want you! 

 

You're so charismatic, and pretty… And I just want to be more involved in your life… 

 

[Softly] Can I do that? 

 

[Back to charming voice] It doesn't have to be romantic at first, or at all, if you don't want it to be! 

 

But I can do so much better than whatever experience you've had in the past. 

 

I can treat you to nice places, I can… I can try and cook for you! I'm not good at it at all, but I'll be good at it for you! 

 

I know everything that you like! From your favourite drink, to the actual food in the cafeteria that you like but you don't get because they're too overpriced.

 

I know all of it, so please, just let me spoil you. 

 

I don't want anything back, I promise. You don't need to love me. 

 

I just need your presence. 

 

Can't you give it to me? 

 

(The Listener reluctantly agrees.)

 

Thanks… I'm sorry, I didn't really mean to be… Like that. 

 

You're just… I'm kind of obsessed with you, but like genuinely. 

 

[Nervous laughing] I'm not gonna like, lock you in my basement or anything, that would be crazy! 

 

But I mean, I just really want your attention. And I wonder if you think about me as much as I think of you. 

 

If you don't, that's okay. I want to be so good to you that you eventually do. 

 

(The Listener enquires more.) 

 

Oh, hah, questions! I, uhh, I'm not actually sure when I started liking you. I kind of… Just… did? 

 

I suppose the time I realised was when we all went to plan for that charity gala, and you were one of the speakers. 

 

You should have seen yourself. You had the entire room just wrapped around your finger and I was literally awestruck. 

 

I thought: "It's so silly for me to be in denial about wanting someone who so obviously is the object of everyone's affection." 

 

Aaand here we are. 

 

(The Listener comments on this.) 

 

Yeah, I know the charity gala was last year. 

 

That's how hard I've been trying to get you. 

 

But your friends kept taking you away from me. 

 

One of them even said I had like, bad vibes, or whatever. 

 

She's not your friend anymore, though, she transferred courses, I think…? 

 

Yeah, her. 

 

What happened to her? 

 

Really? Who spreads rumours like that as an adult? 

 

She should really have some shame. 

 

Though I heard through the grapevine that she's not the most popular in her new course. 

 

Ohhh, something-something-bad-vibes-bad-rumours. 

 

Same old, same old. 

 

[Coyly] Hehe, I know more than you think I do. I was popular before you, remember? 

 

I-I still am? Nah, I'm pretty irrelevant now. 

 

But, I am happy to share the spotlight with you. 

 

Or, you know, we could be a power couple. 

 

I think that we would be the campus sweethearts. 

 

I know it's not really a thing, but we're so cool, we just might be! 

 

Imagine, it would be- 

 

(The Listener interjects harshly.) 

 

[Coldly] Huh? 

 

[Regaining compsure] What? 

 

[Playing the victim] No, I wouldn't- Why would you say that? 

 

I would never hang out with you just because- 

 

-something as stupid as my reputation. 

 

[Harshly] …Stop. Talking. 

 

Stop fucking talking! It's aaaaall you do! That's how you have everyone wrapped around your finger. 

 

I want you to talk to me. Not to anyone else. 

 

I want to know who you think you are taking everything from me like it was nothing! 

 

I want to know what it is about you that that- that makes people like you better than me! 

 

I want to know why I like you better than I like me! I'm not insecure but, but everything I do is never good enough for the standard that you set, and I just don't get it! 

 

You are so sweet. Of course people like you. 

 

But, but I'm sweet too. I can take care of people, so why-? 

 

I stay late, I do everything to help people, I do more than you! 

 

So why are you enough? 

 

I mean, I'm smarter than you. I'm on the Student Rep Council. 

 

[Softening, yet still condescending] I-I'm not… I'm not better than you, but I'm not not better than you, right, angel? 

 

I'm- I'm sorry, don't look at me like that, I- you're smart too but- 

 

You have to understand, I'm- better! 

 

No, wait that came out wrong. I mean like, you can be- I don't know- 

 

And, you know, sometimes you forget things about people. You forget their names, or something, but I don't do that. 

 

I make an effort, but it comes so easily to you, and it's like- it's not fair! 

 

I-I'm not saying that you don't deserve all of this adoration, you do! 

 

If it's going to be anyone, it's going to be you.

 

I just want some of that adoration… Your adoration… To be mine.

 

Come here, I didn't mean to scare you. I'm sorry. 

 

It's just that… I- I just want you to myself. Am I wrong for that? 

 

I just want you to light up the room for me, like you do with everyone else. 

 

I'm sorry I said you weren't as smart as I am… I just- 

 

Well, look at your grades! They're good, but maybe, if I tutor you, we could get them up even further! 

 

Would you like that? 

 

(The Listener rejects) 

 

No? 

 

Oh, come on. Don't shake your head like that… 

 

I'm trying to be sweet to you, it's really no inconvenience for me. I learn by teaching others too, and- 

 

[The Listener rips the locket off the Speaker's neck SFX] 

 

… 

 

[Speaker laughs] 

 

I knew you would try to rip it off my neck. 

 

[Scarily softly] I fucking knew you would. It's cute though. It really is. 

 

I told you that I could leave if I took off the locket. 

 

[Condescending, yet gentle] You're such a sweetheart, but you're not the brightest bulb in the chandelier, are you? 

 

That's why is was so easy to get you here. You don't listen to people properly. 

 

Your friends did though. 

 

Your dumbass friends kept flittering around you all the time. Especially the transfer. 

 

(The Listener accuses the Speaker of meddling.) 

 

[Taken aback, defensive] Now, wait just a second-! 

 

I-I didn't spread those rumours about that girl- I just- It was- 

 

She was getting in my- our way! And anyway, If the gossip hit hard, then you would reach the bottom of the social pyramid. And who would be there to pick you up? 

 

Me! 

 

And on the other hand, if nothing happened, then she would take the fall and be ousted. It would bring you right here, in the safety of my arms either way! 

 

You can look at me like that all you want, angel, but you need to understand that things like respect, and reputation, they shouldn't come to you so easily. 

 

I work hard, you know? I love you, but because I love you I need you to learn to pace yourself before you fly way too close to the sun. 

 

That's what I did. I was enjoying everyone's attention. I wasn't lapping it up like a parched puppy like you are, but I basked in that glory until a new, preppy, pretty new student came along. 

 

You. 

 

And now, I want to protect you from ever feeling that same way ever again. You know it's inveitable, right? That someone will replace you and become the talk of the campus instead? 

 

(The Listener brings up a rumour about the Speaker.)

 

[With strained sweetness] Aww, come on, my angel. You shouldn't nonsense like that! That never happened! 

 

I… I never had that rumour about me. You're lying. 

 

People don't hang out with me anymore because you're here, not because they saw me stalk you all the time. 

 

It's your fault for stealing my life, I wouldn't track you down and- 

 

I need to calm down. I'm scaring you, right? 

 

Do you want a hug? 

 

I think you do. 

 

[Hug SFX] 

 

You poor baby, you're in denial. You know that you're replacable to everyone else, right? You'll never be good enough for them, but you'll be good enough for me. Always. 

 

I think you should think it over. You're so quick to reject me, but one day, you're gonna have me and me only. 

 

And if that day doesn't come any time sooner, you know what I'll do to knock you off your podium. 

 

No, I don't hate you. I'm just doing whatever I can to get you to stay. I want you to stay safe, and unhurt by people. You shouldn't care so much about what people think of you, angel! 

 

That's my job. I'll control what people think of you, of me, again. Us. 

 

Did I scare you too much? Listen, tonight was scary. But it will be! I'm just showing you how it is straight from the get-go! You won't get this from anyone else. No one is as straightforward as I am. 

 

But if you go with my flow, which is really only the small task of being my partner, you won't even be getting these reactions out of me. I'll be so good to you, you won't even remember this, I promise. 

 

So what do you say, angel? 

 

…

 

Good, I'm glad you didn't make things more difficult than it had to be. 

 

I love you so much. I can't wait for tomorrow! 

 

Right now, you need your rest, okay? 

 

I want to make sure that when I have you on my arm tomorrow, that everyone is watching.